[The shadows in the backs of the blue eyes distress Wing, and he resolves to do what he can to allay them. But right now, prying doesn't seem right. Drift has already told him enough.]

We should go on another mission together. Or explore outside the city.

[Something, he thinks, that Drift can feel is helping others. That might be a step toward restoring him. Drift never had been good at seeing the good in his own spark, though.]